Chapter 142: Compromise (6)

Chapter 142: Compromise (6)

"Damn it, what the hell is this otherwordly plot?"

The coach, putting down his phone, cursed under his breath.

After the match, the team lined up to enter the resting room.

The four teammates, including the captain, looked at Gu Yi strangely, as if they were seeing him for the first time.

The coach was already waiting in the resting room. He glanced at Gu Yi and sneered, "How does it feel? The internet is calling you a 'E-God' now, what's it like to be 'one god carrying four tails'?"

Gu Yi nonchalantly sat down on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

Frustrated, the coach took off his shoe and threw it at Gu Yi.

"Left!"

Gu Yi tilted his head slightly, and the shoe indeed flew past his left ear.

The coach paused for a moment, then picked up his other shoe and threw it.

"Middle!"

Gu Yi ducked his head, dodging the coach's shoe once again.

"Your next line is—'You little bastard, let's see if you can pull off a godlike performance in the next round!'"

"You little bastard, let's see if you can pull off a godlike performance in the next round!"

The coach, pointing at Gu Yi, was visibly shaken.

Everyone looked between Gu Yi and the coach, not knowing what to say.

Gu Yi stood up from the sofa, picked up a banana, and started eating it with relish.

The coach approached Gu Yi, "I've already brought your..."

Gu Yi interjected, "I know you've brought my parents here, and I know you can easily kill my whole family without facing any consequences. I know all that, you don't need to repeat it."

The coach's expression turned grave. He stood up straight, speaking coldly.

"Brat, what are you trying to say?"

Gu Yi didn't answer directly but raised three fingers and began a countdown. "Three... two... one."

Beep, beep, beep—

Just as Gu Yi finished speaking, the coach's phone suddenly rang.

"Take a look. If I'm not mistaken, it should be someone offering to buy me into their team, right?"

The coach, slightly stunned, opened his phone as if compelled.

Indeed, there was an offer to sign Gu Yi, with an opening bid of three million.

But Gu Yi's plan went beyond just securing a high value.

Securing a high contract value was merely a delaying tactic. His ultimate goal was to have the coach, the ultimate villain, imprisoned.

Based on previous deductions, it would take about thirty minutes for the police to arrive after an alert. In the final round, a simple dance signal to the opponents would be enough for them to call the police.

Remarkably, the sportsmanship of the opponents was far superior to that of the coach.

In all of Gu Yi's deductions, the opponents never took advantage of his plight. Every time Gu Yi sought their help, they assisted. The coach might bribe the media and referees, but he could never buy the sportsmanship of the opponents or the professional ethics of the police.

The opponents and the police were the only factions in this test that Gu Yi could truly trust.

—This was the only viable method Gu Yi had discovered in his multiple deductions!

Unfortunately, Gu Yi had to use his last bit of mental energy to employ psychological suggestions. He wasn't sure if this approach would yield a high score, but he felt it was the best solution he could think of.

On the battlefield of the game:

As Gu Yi had predicted, the opponents reserved two ban slots[1] specifically for him. However, Gu Yi chose an unpopular character to play, instantly igniting the audience's enthusiasm.

Right from the start, Gu Yi faced a three-person gank from the opponents.

He was prepared. Under his tower, he boldly faced the three, securing a triple kill.

"Three against one and still get counter-killed, do you even know how to play?"

"Feed, keep feeding!"

The audience roared in cheer, causing the opponents' morale to implode instantly.

After respawning and returning to his lane, Gu Yi forced the opposing laner to retreat with a single combo. When the opponents shifted their focus to the bottom lane, Gu Yi teleported just in time to assist, directing his jungler to converge, helping his team's AD carry secure a triple kill.

Only ten minutes into the game, the kill count was already 6 to 1 in their favor.

Gu Yi had no intention of dragging out the game. He denied the opponents any chance to farm, directing his team to aggressively dive towers and push the game rapidly. His entire playstyle was as effortless as if he were playing against bots.

Another record was set.

15 minutes and 57 seconds.

The shortest match time in the history of the World Championship, Gu Yi's team secured the victory with a breathtakingly swift assault.

The coach's mouth twitched into a smile as he checked his phone and saw that three more club agents had approached him with offers.

Five million.

Seven million.

Ten million.

Their bids kept rising, momentarily making the coach forget about his side betting.

"Could this really work?"